If it is not one thing it is another.

I am not sure why chaos likes to create it's self in my life but the mother fucker likes to and it was here a little while ago.

I received a call from work from my leasing office. They want me to sign a paper that releases me from the lease since I am in a "guarantor" situation. I just know that I am never putting my name down on something with someone else who holds the fucking strings. EVER AGAIN.

Well... I've learned my lesson and I know what not to do in the future.

I really need to stop reacting so rashly to sudden changes in my plan. Which gives me more reason to believe that I am a closet megalomaniac... sudden changes in plans usually gets rash reactions.

Wow I feel sick.
My skull feels like a drill or a rusty nail is being pounded into my forehead. and the headache medicine is starting to wear off a little. I am just glad that the nausea is gone.

18 days.